He knew she was around, he knew that she was a new mother but he had also seen her emerge from the den every so often, and she was so beautiful he kept coming back. Her fur seemed to be slightly matted, and had clumps of dirt, realistically probably from the den, attached to the strands. If he was startled by her appearance he did not show it, and her fur was not the most concerning thing, it was the look of giving up that was carried upon her expression. This was mistreatment, mistreatment of a pure one would not be stood for, and he would kill whoever had done this to one of his own. He did not move forwards at first, content to just watch her movements, he would not advance if he did not believe that now was not the right time to do so, he was much smarter than that.

He assumed that she could smell him, he knew he carried the scent of trees and rivers and grass, the smell of musk, the smell of wilderness. She carried the scent of a pack, of being trapped, though she smelled most strongly of a pup and another male. This was confusing, perhaps she had abandoned her pack because she had become pregnant, but then why would she remain so close to the border? None of this made sense, but then neither did mistreating a pure one, which was obviously happening in these parts, so nothing was out of the question. Finally he could stand it no longer and he stepped into view, his stance proud though not threatening, they were on neutral grounds here, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Excuse me miss, is there anything you need help with? I might be able to assist you, the voice was laced with concern, though only deep in his eyes could you see a darker meaning.

No manners that was for sure, yet her fierce loyalty intrigued him, perhaps there would be room for her in the organization, though only time could tell. He cocked his head studying her, before dipping his muzzle in respect to her, she was a pure one after all, or at least she appeared to be. He kept his voice low, soothing as he responded to her, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"I was not aware that I had crossed the border, I thought I still stood upon neutral ground." He did not think this, he knew it, and he knew that she had not the authority to command him to leave, and not the strength to force him to go. The statement was a political disguise, posed as an observation, yet it was one that would force her to back down for her stance. He contained his smirk however and his expression spoke of apology and remorse, though he felt none.

The female rolled her eyes and Reaper could feel his body stiffen, a low warning growl made its way up his throat and he snapped at her, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Now now, that's no way for a proper lady to behave herself now is it?" His tail swished in irritation, he would have to teach her some manners if she would ever fit into the organization. He ignored her comment about being to close, he went where he wanted when he wanted, and he was not on pack lands so he could not be bothered with whether she believed him too close or not. She seemed suspicious of him and so the male took the name she gave with a grain of salt, he did not fully believe her but he would accept the introduction for now.

He bowed down displaying his respect to her before continuing in a much sweeter tone than before, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Well Asali Skywatch, subordinate of Secret Woodlands I must say I am very pleased to meet you." He ignored the smirk though it made his insides broil, he definitely would have to teach her some manners when she joined, no member, especially a lady should act that way. Her next words made a genuine smile appear upon his face, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Yes I am a pure one, and I'm glad to hear you are one as well, it seems there are a lot of half breeds about this area." While the beginning began sincerely friendly and proud the end showed his clear disgust in half breeds, he was so distracted by his thoughts that he missed the sadness that had been clear upon her face.

Reaper felt a sigh of exasperation creep up and out of his throat at her words, this one would definitely be a challenge and the thought brought a smirk to his face, oh how he loved a challenge. When he answered her there was no longer any anger only haughty impatience, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"You never said that you were, but you are a female are you not? You should learn to behave as such," if she refused to learn on her own he would have to be the one to teach her. At her next questions he pondered how best to make her see, it wasn't her fur colour that made them better, they just were born to be rulers. He took a few moments of contemplation before deciding that logic would be the only way to convince this one.

He could see the hatred upon her face and the bristling of her fur, but what had once cause him anger now caused him intrigue, he was intrigued by her fire. He looked upon her with a look of almost awe before continuing, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"You have misunderstood me I'm afraid, it is not the colour of the fur that should determine where ones place in the pack is. He stopped and smiled slightly at her, trying to display that he did not have any intention of harming her, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"I just believe that different species have different areas of expertise and pack roles should be determined as such, for example Great Plains and Valley wolves make excellent hunters and guardians because of their size. Timbers however were built for speed and stamina so I believe them to make great scouts." He left out that Arctic were better than any other species and should therefore rule them, he could make her see this later.

She seemed to calm herself before she next spoke and the actions just made Reaper more curious, she had such control now over emotions just moments ago she had lost control of. She studied her curiously even as she spoke words that came out flat, she was obviously addressing him to go, but he would refuse, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"I am new to these parts, I'm trying to learn about all of the packs and their members, so as to have better understanding of this land they call Relic." This was a half truth, it was true he was studying the packs to have better understanding, but more so he was scoping out members who would be an asset to the organization. She seemed to be trying to dominate him, but he stayed neutral, he would neither display dominance nor submit, in his eyes they were equals.

Asali hissed and Reaper could feel his hackles rise in response, this woman was unreasonable and neurotic, though that may have been just from the hormones. A snarl ripped through his throat at her words, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"You would be smart to learn to hold your tongue girl, or someone will come along and teach you." He spat at the ground in front of her, maybe he would have been smart to hold his own tongue now, but nobody insulted him, even if they were a pure one. He could see her tail fly higher and he raised his as result, this woman had better learn some manners quick or there would be hell to pay, maybe not now, but later. He watched as she pushed off the ground and he heard her words, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"You crazy bitch, what the hell do you think you're doing?" the words were tainted in shock and anger.

He felt teeth catch around his muzzle and another snarl escaped him, the force was pushing him down, forcing him to bow to her. Instincts took over and he lashed out with his claws at her feet, which didn't work, and a new plan came into his mind. Suddenly with no warning he dropped all his weight down towards her, forcing her jaws to slacken. He reared and his back legs, front paws flailing at her, until she released him, the snarl still emitted. He sprang back several lengths away and tried to stifle the growl, and managing after several seconds to do so. Finally he looked at her, his tail still neutral, neither submitting or challenging, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Have it your way," the words were quiet cynical. He turned on a dime and took off full tilt into the forest, knowing the woman wouldn't chase him, this would require leaving her pup.

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